She eased the strap of her nightdress off her shoulder, and, her eyes still fixed on the book, she lifted her bare breast and again kissed her nipple,...licking it, her fingers squeezing her soft yielding flesh.She turned a page and stared at the picture, and then she raised it to her lips and kissed it. She wriggled to pull up her nightdress, and I watched breathlessly as she started to rub her fingers between her legs. She turned another page slowly, and then another, transferring her free hand. " I'll cover for you here," offered Mark. "With only forty-eight hours at a time maximum on my own I can probably avoid a cock-up."Robert smiled. "OK, I'll think about it." Thank you, Sir."When nothing had been said further a week later Mark broached the subject again."I really don't think it's on, Mark. I mean it's a great idea but there's really so much else going on that I wouldn't be able to devote sufficient time to it." Tell you what, Sir. Give me the first month's aim and I'll try to set. She gesticulated a bit, supported with a few lumps of English, that I was supposed to come back to this supply room at 03:00 in the morning, pointing to my watch. I nodded to show her that I understood, and a relieved smile crept over her lovely face. She hugged me, engulfing me in her intoxicating smell, something between salty and the sweet smell of figs. I quickly planted a small kiss on her forehead and we left the room together, both a bit flushed. I came down the 2 flights of stairs to. So, I was allowed to be there - in a middle-sized city, two states away, with two federal agents, and two local policemen - to pick her up. The local cops were just about to knock the door when a scream that was suddenly interrupted, came from inside the house. It was not Lily, was the first thought I had. Then I felt almost ashamed as it was clear that somebody had just been hurt. We could hear some muffed yelling follow that scream and then nothing. The cops were just about to crash in when.